Xu's house is of course an incredible place. It connects two worlds. Its own architecture and garden display make Xu Wen more and more surprised the more he looks, and he still can't see all its mystery.

But what does Lian Tianqing refer to?

Lian Tianqing still knew Xu Wen very well. Although this apprentice looked a little different and was much older than before, this slightly confused expression was still no different from the boy he was familiar with.

He didn't say anything, held the petal and handed it to Xu Wen.

Xu Wen looked down and immediately said "Huh" and widened his eyes.

He reached out to pick up the petal, but Tian Qing didn't refuse. He flipped his hand and put it on his hand.

A wonderful feeling appeared, and it was light at first - no, it was empty, Xu Wen could hardly feel anything, but in a moment, a feeling as light as feathers appeared, faintly, as if there were nothing.

Then, the feeling became substance, as if a petal really fell on his hand.

This felt very wonderful, as if something had changed from nothingness to substance, and from beginning to end, he could clearly see the bright red petals.

"Look carefully." Lian Tianqing reminded him.

Xu Wen put it close and looked down.

A wonderful thing happened. When he focused on the surface of the petals, the bright red shaking like a screen with poor contact, and many tiny mosaics appeared.

Then each mosaic becomes an independent picture, as small as sand, but at the same time extremely clear, so Xu Wen can see it clearly without any effort.

The first thing he saw was a copper lamp, a simple copper oil lamp, which seemed to be no different from the ones he saw in the world of the Banmen. But with a little vision, he could tell the difference.

Each of its curves, twists, and polishes are all just right. This perfection is between a tiny millimeters, and even a tiny bit of thickness of hair, it is impossible to have such perfection.

Xu Wen didn't know why anyone would use such an idea to create such an ordinary copper lamp, but he knew that this ordinary copper lamp represented the ultimate art and skills, and he could even see the profound warmth and love from it!

"Excellent!" He couldn't help but praise and went to see the one next to him.

Another grain of gravel magnified in front of him, as if it was directly reflected in his consciousness. It was a sugar man, the type of sugar man who would either dry or melt after eating for a long time, and would definitely not be preserved for too long.

It was tied to a bamboo stick, and it was an old man and an old lady who bowed and smiled at each other.

A small candy man is at most four inches tall, with clear hair and beard and clear wrinkles on his clothes. The most vivid thing is the expressions on the faces of the two, full of wind, frost and warm love, which makes people smile when they look at them.

A sugar man with limited shelf life actually made the best style, which is worthy of being passed down from generation to generation!

Xu Wen stared at the candy man for a long time before going to see something else.

Every little mosaic is a "thing" and is the most top-notch masterpiece made by top masters.

They are of different forms, and copper lantern candy is still common, and there are many others, which almost cover all the items that Xu Wen sees in daily life. Some things have foreign characteristics, and Xu Wen cannot tell what it is, but its artistic level and production skills are also clearly expressed - they are also top works that are difficult to find in the world.

Xu Wen looked at it one by one, and couldn't stop looking. At this time, he felt like he was visiting a museum - but museums usually pay more attention to the historical value of an item, and their collections and furnishings are usually mainly based on authors and collectors with names and surnames. The red lotus in this petal is almost all from the folk, and there are many sugar people who can't be preserved for too long, but each one is a real fine product, and each one is memorable for a long time and is hard to let go.

It seems to have gathered all the top masterpieces in the world and gathered the efforts lost by countless craftsmen in the long river of history!

Xu Wen looked at it for a long time, and finally looked up at the countless red lotus in the pond: "Is every petal here such a record?"

"I don't know." Lian Tianqing's voice came from not far away.

When Xu Wen was looking at the petal, he had already walked outside the Sishitang and was tilting his head to look at the beams and pillars above.

Hearing Xu asked the question, he turned his head and looked at him, "This is your house, not mine. You ask me this kind of question?"

"This is not my house. I came in by chance and was forced to stay here."

"It's called Xu Zhai."

"That's just a temporary replacement name, it's easy to call it, it..."

"It's called Xu Zhai."

Lian Tianqing repeated it again, Xu Wen's voice stopped, his expression was a little confused.

This house is indeed called Xu's house, but Xu Wen never thinks it has anything to do with him.

What does Lian Tianqing mean?

But Lian Tianqing obviously no longer intends to explain.

Speaking of which, Master is good at everything, but he always likes to only say half of his words...

Xu Wen was helpless and a little curious. He turned to look at the pond of red lotus, thinking about whether to pick another piece and take a look.

Then he frowned.

The withering of the red lotus is very serious, with only half of the intact petals left, all of which are in the center of a flower.

If every petal here records a large number of fine works, it means that at least half of the works here have disappeared.

Xu Wen was mainly confused about the red lotus withering before, not knowing why Xu Zhai changed, but now he is really heartbroken.

No matter which world these records come from, they are real works of art and represent many things. It would be a pity to let them all disappear!

"Master, wait for me here for a while." Xu Wen suddenly said, then turned his head, saw the ball, grabbed it, and said solemnly, "Take me upstairs."

Qiuqiu meowed, jumped off the ground, and turned to look at Xu Wen.

Xu Wen followed up knowingly, took two steps forward, and suddenly he saw a flash of sight, changed his place, and came to the second floor of Sishitang.

Xu Wen walked forward with a meteor stride, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind. He turned his head and found that even the sky blue was coming up.

Lian Tianqing seemed to have been brought up by accident, looking around in confusion.

Xu Wen thought about it and explained: "There is another person in Xu Zui, named Jing Cheng, which is very mysterious. I don't know what he is. Not long ago, Xu Zui changed a lot, as if he had lost his vitality. Jing Cheng's appearance began to grow old and he was recuperating on the second floor of the Sishitang. Not long ago, I guessed a little about the reasons for Xu Zui's changes. Now I want to go to him to ask if it is true..."

While talking, the two walked to the end of the corridor, outside the room where Jing Cheng sat last time.

Xu Wen pushed the door and the voice stopped.

The room was empty, and Jing Cheng was not there.

Xu Wen realized that he had never felt Jing Cheng's existence when he came back this time!

Has he disappeared?

Lian Tianqing appeared, and Jing Cheng disappeared?
Chapter completed!